Anyone want to soap?
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Thread Topic: Anyone want to soap?
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Merp~
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Wrong account. xP
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Hm?
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Knowing you, I think that's a yes. xD
I think I have a couple plots. Hold on a sec. -
So, charrie one is fifteen years old. Or she looks it. The truth is, she's around 100 years old. She's part of an ancient race called The Immortals. They've lived among humans for ages, dwelling quietly among us. The humans have never noticed. But, if you look closely throughout history, you can see the same faces repeated. The Immortals live in the shadows, knowing that humanity would kill them if they were found out.
But it was in vain.
For humanity did find out. And now The Immortals have been hunted nearly to extinction.
Charrie one is one of the few left. However, her existence can hardly be called 'living.' Two years ago, she was captured by scientists and is now held in a government facility. She's been trapped there for ages, periodically tested on, always monitored. Her life is he'll.
Until she escapes.
Weak and exhausted, she passes out on the street shortly after she escapes. Charrie 2 finds her, brings her home, and takes care of her.
Meanwhile, the government continues to hunt their missing Immortal girl.
If you like this one, I call girl. Sorry for long description. xP -
*Hell. Stupid spellcheck.
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How is that some figures of speech are called as "Charries"? I do not re-call ever hearing that in my out-side life. Uhm, if you do not mind me asking, what is it?
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Not bad. I'll give it a shot :) and you know me so well~
Name: Zayn
Age: 18
Height: 6'0
Looks: Strong and muscular, football player, pale blonde hair and golden blue eyes with one dimple on his right cheek. Tan and lean with a surfer like persona.
Other: Lives in a apartment with his 1 month year old black Labrador named Jax.
Drives: A blue and white ram pick up truck. 2010. -
Oh and he has a tattoo if a broken stop watch going down his right shoulder blade with the words 'The man of the hour takes his final bow. '
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Joker- Short for character.
Name: Silver. Last name unknown.
Age: Around 100, considered young by her race. Looks about 15-16.
Height: 5'4"
Looks: Long (mainly because she can't get it cut in the government) caramel brown hair, dark grey eyes. Naturally slender, but she doesn't get a lot of food with the government so she's underweight.
Other: An Immortal, obviously.
Personality- You'll see. -
Not it~ >:D
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Let's say in.. California? )
He whistled and a black dot shot towards him like a bullet. Grinning he started walking towards the water. He wore black swim trunks that clung low to his waist and golden aviators. Jax had on his own neon yellow life vest and was barking at his owner. Girls looked up as he passed and he ignored them as he splashed into the water. Jax lept onto the blue and white board and wagged his tail happily as he slid his stomach onto the board and started to paddle out to open waters. -
(Sure. And I forgot to add that both of her parents, her sister and her brother were killed.)
Silver watched the scientists through slitted eyes, pretending she was half asleep. That was normal. Her species rarely rested fully, instead they balanced between awareness and unconscious, eyes half closed but ready to fight or flee should a threat arise. Most days she rested like that, half-in and half-out of the world of the living. Right now, however, she was pretending. She gazed at the scientists, who mumbled amongst themselves. They would open her cell soon; that she knew. She'd tried to escape before, but they had never worked. That's what the scientists thought, anyways. In reality, each escape had explored a different route, until Silver knew the entire place like the back of her hand.
Today was the day she would put all that combined knowledge in action. -
He has a past but it's slowly told later on.)
He whooped in joy when a large wave pulled up. "Sweet man!" He grinned and hit the wave. Jax held onto the board with the paw holds Zayn had created into the board. The dog barked happily with glee and they pair surfed waves and dipped under the water happily. It was a norm day after all. -
They slowly unlocked the door.
Instantly she was moving. Her fist came out to slam into one man's job, her body rocketed around the corner and knocked two scientists into each other in the same movement. Cries of alarm came as she ran. Her heart beat fast in her chest, she sprinted down one corridor and darted into the next, as she followed a mental map developed over the past few months.
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